Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 1380 - 808: Shen Puts His Life on the Line for the Future of the 3 Immortal Sects_2

Chapter 1380: Chapter 808: Shen Puts His Life on the Line for the Future of the 3 Immortal Sects_2

"Again."

Shen Yi wiped the sword’s blade, lifting his head to look at the silent monks.

This time, the monks did not avoid his gaze. Even the Third Grade Disciples with the lowest cultivation stood up one after another, and all the Great Freedom Bodhisattvas also stepped forward slowly.

Hundreds of figures stood firm, no longer debating, but preparing to suppress the demons.

Facing such a terrifying formation, Shen Yi showed no sign of retreat. He remained amidst the Yellow Clouds, fingers slowly tightening around the sword hilt.

"Retreat this instant!" Master Xuanwei suddenly dashed forward, sternly reproaching the monks.

With his movement, the Immortals surged forth, landing beside Shen Yi in succession.

Both parties clashed with their magic treasures, the entire East Sumeru instantly enveloped in a killing atmosphere, on the verge of falling into chaos at the slightest disagreement!

"..."

The True Buddha and Emperor remained silent for a moment.

Almost simultaneously, they exchanged glances with Master Xuanwei and the Snow Mountain Bodhisattva.

Initially, the discussion was about severe damage, leading to this debate, but unexpectedly, it had incited murderous intent on both sides, conveniently providing a perfect site for a deadly battle.

The Joyful True Buddha breathed unevenly.

He initially thought he could easily calm down the conflict, yet it was rekindled by a junior, escalating and moving towards an uncontrollable direction.

Master Xuanwei gestured to his fellow senior brothers to calm down.

The Great Freedom Snow Mountain Bodhisattva’s expression turned cold, he exhaled deeply with his eyes closed, and his clenched hand finally relaxed a bit.

Both sides waited for these four First Rank Giants to devise a solution satisfactory to all.

"..."

The Joyful True Buddha did not admonish Shen Yi further, but posed an unexpected question to everyone.

"What is the Immortal Oath you pledged?"

By anyone else, Shen Yi wouldn’t need to respond, for the Golden Immortals would have already cursed back.

The Immortal Oath and Vows are more crucial than the Tao Body for a cultivator. If someone learns them and intentionally intervenes, it poses a real threat to kill a Second Grade Cultivator.

Moreover, Shen Yi had just provoked widespread anger.

But the one asking was the Joyful True Buddha, representing the Bodhi Sect, and his inquiry was reasonable and justified.

After all, the Great Tribulation aimed to select the Immortal Emperor, and pledged Golden Immortals differ from ordinary Daluo Golden Immortals. They are not Undying and Undying, and even with the Sect Hierarch and First Rank Giants’ assistance, chance increases, though errors cannot be entirely prevented.

Electing a pledged Golden Immortal as the Immortal Emperor, should he fail the oath, he would be erased by the Heavenly Dao, initiating another tribulation to select anew?

Naturally, inquiries must precede decisions.

This questioning by the Joyful True Buddha was cunningly ruthless. If Shen Yi refused to answer, it equaled exiting the Tribulation voluntarily. Yet if he replied, he would be handing leverage to the monks loathing him.

Contrasting the changed expressions of the immortals, Chi Yunzi and Master Xuanwei quietly exhaled in relief. After all, Shen Yi wasn’t here for the Tribulation, his quest was revenge. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have rushed to pledge an Immortal Oath immediately upon reaching the Second Grade, sealing his fate.

But at that exact moment, both were suddenly wide-eyed.

The youth did not exit the scene as they predicted, but calmly raised his gaze towards the Joyful True Buddha.

In the next moment, his clear voice reverberated within East Sumeru.

"Enter the Immortal Court."

"Master the Red Dust."

Simple eight words, not just others, even the True Buddha and Emperor began to be moved.

"He..." Master Xuanwei abruptly turned his gaze to Chi Yunzi, both witnessing astonishment in each other’s eyes; none had foreseen such an approach.

Vengeance, the opponent seeks, and the Immortal Emperor, he desires.

What prepares one for the Tribulation? This is truly entering the Tribulation, staking everything from the onset, solely for that position, leaving no retreat.

"Madness."

Li Shan’s face twitched fiercely, he finally felt the horror of this Great Tribulation.

When he and the others spoke of willingly risking downfall to engage in the Tribulation, deep down, they sought fortune or, in worse cases, a slice of territory and incense.

Other than the Immortal Emperor position, there are people who care for nothing else, even if they could easily become one of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

How can anyone rival him?

"Ah."

Lady Houtu contemplated for a while, with a somewhat helpless smile.

She was mistaken twice in judging someone.

People desire both bear’s paw and fish, but truly executing such wishes isn’t easy.

When Shen Yi sought revenge, thoroughly enraging the Bodhi Sect disciples, his chance of gaining the position diminished greatly.

This could be glimpsed from the sudden glint in the monks’ eyes.

They finally found a way for revenge, which was more practical than returning Shen Yi to the Heavenly Dao. As long as they seized the Immortal Emperor’s position, the Jade Void Universe True Monarch would be erased by fate.

For the Three Immortals Sect likewise, no retreat remained.

Shen Yi couldn’t disengage from the Tribulation, nor become one of the carefree and joyful Twelve Golden Immortals. The Immortals cannot concede on the Immortal Emperor position if they wish to keep this Heavenly Pride.

Almost all Immortals looked towards Emperor Dongji.

No wonder he sought out Shen Yi first, bypassing Qi Xian; such a deep schemer, predicting this scene.

He bound the Three Immortals Sect’s first disciple’s life and the entire sect’s future together.

After receiving this response, it took Joyful True Buddha a while before he suddenly shook his head and laughed: "My sect agrees to continue the debate."

Dare wager lives, so you must handle losing.

"..."

Emperor Dongji hesitated briefly, looking towards Shen Yi.

The surreal sensation overtook him; it felt as if this person was heaven-sent to offer him this chance for advancement.

"Go and adjust your breathing first." After a moment, his tone softened significantly.

Given the circumstances, the priority was to safeguard this variable, preventing his early return to the Heavenly Dao, losing eligibility for greatness.

As long as he lived, the dispute continued indefinitely.

Like their silent understanding, Shen Yi didn’t defy Emperor Dongji as before but surprisingly complied.

Serenely withdrawing the Non-action Sword, the youth departed the Yellow Cloud in company with the Immortals.

Witnessing the scene, Lady Houtu’s face finally showed discernible melancholy and fatigue. Recalling her prior advisements, she found it amusing; he had already received the East Pole Emperor’s Mansion’s Imperial Edict, disregarding her promise.

As for the monks, their aggressive stance also disappeared, quietly returning afar.

East Sumeru seemed peaceful for the first time.

But everyone knew this unnatural tranquility did not stem from reconciliation, but realization that reconciliation was impossible, thus urgency fled.

No need for the True Buddha Emperor to speak, as a Great Freedom Bodhisattva was already leisurely approaching the Yellow Cloud in the Bodhi Sect.

At the Three Immortals Sect, the elderly with white hair glanced around, realizing it was his turn.

Ling Xuzi gulped, reluctantly stepping into the scene.

He intended to exchange blows briefly and withdraw, yet upon stepping into the Yellow Cloud, he was enveloped by countless cold glares.

The monks’ expressions were blank, akin to clay sculptures, eerily quiet.

If he remembered correctly.

The Jade Void Universe True Monarch... hailed from the lineage of Lingxu.

Collecting the apprentice’s debt temporarily, they could only claim some interest from the master.

Ling Xuzi’s pupils reflected the frenzied silhouette rushing indifferent to life, suddenly feeling weak all over.

Not right, that miscreant betrayed me!